Polly did not want a cracker. Polly wanted vengeance. Polly wanted fire and ruin. Polly wanted an end to the cities of man. But failing that, two crackers might suffice.
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Replying to @MicroFlashFic
Her long fingernails flicked off the tacky holly berries. Inside the first cracker lay a little silver bullet, in the second a weapon so tiny it could only be the work of Gustave. She read the joke, 'What's black and white, and red all over? Your next target'
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That’s the most original take yet!
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